First came those gosh darned gratitude lists that I made every single day (I am thankful for dryer sheets, the way a dusty field smells when rain first sprinkles across it, the way my dogs look at me when they want something, being able to wipe my own butt, walking is cool too, fresh air is the best thing ever, cold water on a hot day, hot chocolate on a cold day, sugar-free red bull once a day).
Then came my fascination with watching old Cary Grant movies. I liked how he played the roles. He was always cool and even sometimes chipper and smiling when he stood up to a woman in the roles that called for that sort of thing, and his eyes even smiled when he was engaging in the witty banter.
I started practicing that. First on store clerks, and then on co-workers, and then on random strangers.
Then... came "Gosh darn it, I am going to be OK, better than OK really, I am going to be happy ... so sad you're not.
I sometimes forget lessons learned along the way, and when I do I think, time to make those lists and break out a Cary Grant movie.
M-47,W-40,No kids D-filed 5/27/2010 Piecing - 10/21/2010 -=Soon to be banned=-
